Bad Luck Pearl
I have found what I consider a great prize:
In an oyster was a pearl of enormous size.
The villagers have all flocked around me.
This great jewel is what they have come to see.
This could bring my wife and I some money.
Now, I can see a future for our baby.
However, my once friendly neighbors hate me.
My wife and I are victims of their jealousy.
They are trying to get my pearl out of trickery.
Having no value is what they want to convince me.
For medical care, they demanded I pay.
My baby got very sick and died the other day.
Bad luck and misfortune have hounded us all the way.
This pearl is unlucky and not welcome anymore.
I will throw it back into the water where I found it before.
Based on the short story “The Pearl” by the late John Steinbeck.
March 15, 2013
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2013
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